Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 429 Hiding from Dark Shadow

He felt a stirring within him.

Immediately, he consented, “I’ll depart immediately.”

Isabelle cautioned, “Avoid … going down there and engaging in conflict with them.”

Only Jim was permitted by her to dismantle the clone breeding base.

Jim replied simply, “Understood.”

Finished

With a threatening expression, he pivoted and exited the helicopter, guiding some of his men toward the castle.

The helicopter diverged into two distinct routes.

The smell of blood permeated the cabin, disturbing George with every inhalation.

His countenance tightened, his breaths becoming uneven.

“Move aside.”

He shoved the nearby men aside, then quickly ripped open Isabelle’s shirt, exposing a gory sight of flesh and blood.

Upon encountering the severe injury on her shoulder, George’s thoughts fluctuated between utmost lucidity and bewilderment.

Fortunately, he composed himself once more.

With a pale complexion and hoarse voice, George murmured reassurances, “Everything will be fine,” though whether it meant for Isabelle or himself remained uncertain.

His hands laboured diligently, addressing the numerous knife wounds across her body in addition to the shoulder injury. George removed her upper clothing, cleansing the bloodstains and applying bandages.

Having only one medical kit at his disposal, George knelt by her side, prioritising the treatment of her wounds and staunching the bleeding.

all his attention to her injuries, quelling the desire for retaliation against those responsible

regained composure, his actions grew more

shoulder wound with gauze. They remained a

hospital would

condition worsening. Fighting to open her eyes, she beheld

whispered, coughing

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here,” George reassured her promptly.

Finished

cleared the blood and grit from her face anxiously, his calm demeanour teetering on the edge of

she

and placed it gently around her shoulders,

her tenderly, he clasped her in his arms, endeavouring to offer

tangible, enveloping

“Don’t be afraid.”

voice softly echoed in his ear,

hers, tears gathering in his eyes. “Don’t

regain warmth, Isabelle

quickly arrived at the town.

room, George paced nervously.

from the esert. It’s not Mr.

wounded, the chance to eradicate her was prime. Dark Shadow

the shut emergency doors.

of assassins, presented a danger that few could challenge. George ndered a plan.

town buzzed with an

the main hospitals, hunting for their target.

every hospital.

couldn’t deter them for

challenging four–hour operation, Isabelle was transported out of the emergency room

swiftly moved to the intensive